books

Last year, I was trying to say yes to everything: parties, dinners, favours, assignments, dates, travel plans and after parties. (It was a very, very busy year and I am still very, very tired. But it was also very, very fun.)

Despite my lifelong love affair with books, when I get busy one of the first things to get squeezed out of my schedule is recreational reading. (Although I do always seem to find time to screw around on the Internet for hours a day. Oh, Lindsay Lohan. When will you learn?)

The majority of Canadians don't plan on retiring; Snooki writes a book; a Canadian girl discovers a supernova; disturbing statistics on women with HIV/AIDS in Brazil; and some funky grandmas to get you through hump-day

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I'm an avid reader but he's not. Can this relationship ever work?